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"die!"

After Duan Lang knocked back Bu Jingyun with his sword, he gained momentum and approached Bu Jingyun with a stride. In his hand, the Fire Lin Sword angrily slashed at Bu Jingyun. The sword was fierce, domineering, and unstoppable.

bang.

The flames rose, and the blade of the Huolin Sword shone brightly, like the scorching sun across the sky.

Facing Duanlang's fierce and fierce swordsmanship attack, Bu Jingyun pursed his lips tightly, urged ten success powers, raised his hands, and the dense cloud qi condensed on his palms greeted him.

The power of the palm surged and turbulent, as if blocked by heavy clouds.

Boom!

Bu Jingyun's heavy cloud deep lock was defeated by the Huolin sword, and the force of the heavy palm was scattered, and the red flame was violent, and the stream of flames bombarded Bu Jingyun's chest.

puff!

Bu Jingyun spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards.

"Hahaha, Bu Jingyun, now you know the difference in strength between you and me."

Duanlang laughed wildly, with an afterimage on his body, he approached the cloud in shock, and the Fire Lin sword in his hand pierced the sky like a red meteor, and suddenly struck out.

The crimson sword is as bright as a rainbow piercing the sun, and the sword is overbearing, and it is about to kill Bu Jingyun.

"Senior Brother Yun."

Seeing that Bu Jingyun was in danger, Nie Feng couldn't help feeling anxious, he moved his feet, and his body turned into a strong wind and rushed out.

Shut up!

The sharp and cold light flashed away, and Xueyin's mad knife slashed out like thunder.

Nie Feng's Fengshen legs came and went like the wind, and finally stopped the Huo Linjian at the last moment.

when!

The sound of the clash of swords and swords was like a bell.

Whoosh.

Nie Feng grabbed Bu Jingyun with one hand, retreated a foot away, looked at Duanlang and said:

"Lang, although I don't want to fight with you, but..."

Holding the Fire Lin sword, Duanlang felt a steady flow of heat pouring into his body from the sword, his true energy suddenly increased by several percent, and a sense of tyranny emerged in his heart. A strange look flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his Have a drink:

"What nonsense, just do it."

As he said that, the Fire Lin sword stabbed at Nie Feng through the air.

The violent and hot stream of flames rose up with the high temperature of melting gold and broken iron, and then suddenly condensed into a red sword aura that was about ten feet long, and shot out.

Flames raging, heat waves billowing.

Nie Feng's expression was serious, and the true energy in his body was poured into the snow knife like a river flowing into the sea, and he slashed violently.

Shut up!

A dark blue and gorgeous saber aura burst out with piercing coldness, wrapped in wind and frost energy, and met the red sword aura.

boom!

The blazing sword energy and the icy knife energy collided suddenly, and a deafening explosion erupted.

The icy energy and the scorching fire snake exploded and splashed in all directions, leaving shallow pits on the ground.

Ice and fire intertwined, the temperature changed rapidly, and a white water vapor spread out.

Duanlang kicked his feet, and the ground under his feet exploded, and his figure appeared in front of Nie Feng instantly like an arrow flying from the string.

Roar!

The fire lin sword wrapped in red flames, tore through the sky and hit Nie Feng, just like a ferocious monster attacking and biting, choosing to eat.

With a movement of Nie Feng's body, he used both his knife and his legs, and performed a style of stepping on the snow to find plums.

The sword energy and leg strength all over the sky are intertwined, like a torrent submerging the broken waves.

boom!

The saber energy collapsed, and the strength of the legs dissipated violently.

Nie Feng's figure floated back.

Duan Lang has swallowed the Bodhi Roar of Blood, and his cultivation base is above Nie Feng.

Now he is holding the Fire Lin Sword, influenced by the beast's thoughts contained in the sword, thinking of all the unequal treatment he has encountered in the Tianxiahui these years, the murderous intent in his heart is burning like a tide, and he is merciless when he moves his hands. Fierce and ruthless, his moves kill him.

However, Nie Feng, because of the friendship between the two sides, always kept a little bit of force when he drew his sword, and when one went up and down, he was immediately pushed into a disadvantage by Duanlang, and he retreated again and again.

Between the rabbit rising and the falcon falling, the two sides made three moves like lightning.

when!

While the fiery snake was shooting, Xue Yindao trembled violently, bursting out violently with overwhelming force.

Whoosh.

As if stepping on ice, Nie Feng slid back a distance of three feet before releasing the ferocious force.

After forcing Nie Feng back with a sword, Duanlang's figure snapped and flew towards Bu Jingyun.

"Bu Jingyun, die!"

With a stern shout, the Huolin sword rolled up dozens of blazing fire snakes, and hit Bu Jingyun overwhelmingly.

Eclipse swordsmanship: Sitting in a sad city.

boom!

The fiery snake shuttled back and forth, and dense sword energy burst out of the air, making a hissing sound.

Sitting in the city of sorrow is to display a net-like offensive to make the opponent feel that there is no way to escape.

Faced with this dense attack, Bu Jingyun felt that there was no way to escape, like a remnant soldier trapped in the city and waiting to die.

But Bu Jingyun is a warrior who has experienced many battles after all, his will is as strong as iron, even if he is facing a desperate situation, he must fight to the death.

"Tear the sky and clear the clouds."

He shouted loudly, agitated his whole body to condense his true energy on his palms, and unleashed the most tyrannical and domineering palm technique. The incomparably majestic palm force struck out with a shocking momentum.

boom!

There was a sound of cloud piercing and rock cracking.

Although Bu Jingyun had already unleashed his ultimate blow, he was still dwarfed by the soaring Duanlang.

After the fierce Wuzhu's palm force scattered more than a dozen fire snakes, he began to show signs of decline.

Then there was a sound of collapse, and the force of the palm suddenly dispersed, and Bu Jingyun's sleeves were instantly burned to ashes, and his arms were covered with criss-crossing scars.

Bu Jingyun snorted, took half a step back, and opened the empty door in front of his chest. He could only watch helplessly as the blazing fire snake and sharp sword energy drowned him.

"Senior Brother Yun."

Nie Feng wanted to rescue Bu Jingyun, but he couldn't do it in time because of his internal disturbance.

At this moment, a majestic and deep voice sounded:

"Three points to vitality."

A mass of majestic and domineering zhenqi came through the air like a meteor, and the later prophet hit Bu Jingyun with a bang, and then the zhenqi spread violently, forming a spherical invisible protective qi wall on Bu Jingyun's body surface.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of explosions became one piece, the red flames splashed, the fire exploded, and the sword energy collapsed.

It was Xiongba who made a move at the last moment and saved Bu Jingyun's life.

Xiongba asked: "Yun'er, are you okay?"

Bu Jingyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, frowned slightly at the tearing pain from his two arms, and said weakly:

"Teacher is fine."

As he spoke, he took a deep look at Duanlang opposite him. Before this, he had never paid attention to the other party, but he did not expect to be easily defeated by the other party in full view today.

Bu Jingyun is not a person who is afraid of failure, he knows that a large part of Duanlang's powerful strength comes from the magic weapon in his hand.

Thinking of Junior Brother Feng's soaring strength after getting the Xueyin Kuangdao, he also had a strong desire for the magic weapon in his heart.

Seeing that Xiongba made a move to stop him, Duanlang didn't continue to attack, holding the Huolin Sword, he turned to look at Xiongba who was on the horse, with an ugly expression on his face.

Although the three-point return to vitality that Xiongba showed just now was just a glimpse, it also gave him a glimpse of Xiongba's strength, and he deeply realized that he was far from Xiongba's opponent.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jiang Yi who was standing on the top of the city from the corner of his eye, and said to himself: The strength of these two people should have reached the level of a congenital master, and now I am still far behind...

Xiongba shook his head, said in a deep voice:

"Feng'er, Yun'er, I didn't expect you two to be unable to fight Duanlang. I really disappointed my teacher."

Nie Feng bowed his head in shame:

"Master please punish."

Bu Jingyun also lowered his head and did not speak.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later."